Now I look over at Patti and Isabelle. "Isabelle," I tell her, "bend over, bitch, feet wide apart, hands on your knees. And Patti? Get behind her and fuck her, get that big, black dick of yours inside her wet, slippery French cunt." Patti couldn't be any happier as she gets behind Isabelle, grabs hold of her hips, and works her ten thick inches of brown le...
This is module one, chapter eight. This is going to be a novella of sorts. The intent is to have 4 modules total covering different times in our main characters life. While it is feasible to read any of these independently, this is a carryover story, so reading them in order is beneficial. Module one, our main character, Katherine "Kat", is a senior in hig...
This is a work of erotic fan fiction, with equal emphasis on story, world, and sex. Fetishes included are: futanari, huge cock, cum inflation, breast expansion, and lactation. This chapter has an even split of sexual and narrative content, but no concentrated sex scene. Sex-to-story ratio: 5/5 ***** Chapter 7: The Triforce of Daring The wagon pulled to...
Mom and I snoozed contentedly together after a great fuck session. My mouth was still position on her left tit as my cock was still nestled in her warm cunt. As my phone chimed, I groggily checked the text message from Kendall. Her caller I.D photo showed her naked, painted in cum as she sucked her own nipples. *Get to my house pronto!* the text read, *in...
Chapter Five: Sedulous In the chapel of Castle Grey, Father Sedulous knelt before the altar. With closed eyes, he bowed his shaven head in silent prayer. Above him, torches illumined a great mosaic depicting God in the act of banishing the dark forests. Light, picked out in warm yellows and glassy beads, haloed His horned and bearded head, and gleamed upon...
It's eight o'clock on a warm June morning here in New York. While my exhausted wife is sleeping soundly, I'm sitting at the desk in our hotel room writing an account of last night while the lurid details are still fresh in my mind. I fly to The City nearly every month. A couple of times each year my beautiful wife accompanies me. Let me introduce you to St...
For those who don't know it, I am a female, 37 years old, married and living in the USA. The ending of my story will show what I have been telling those folks who write and leave their address, there are no wimp men in my stories. These people have balls and I will reply to everyone who writes me. The ass hole who never leave his name is the wimp here. No...
I felt so sorry for him. James had had a terrible fall skateboarding and really did himself in. He broke both wrists and really skinned himself good on the arms and legs. We had been neighbors for a few years now and had gotten to know one another pretty well over that time. Both of us were single, though I was divorced and almost 43; practically old enoug...
Chapter One: That Smell [*A note of explanation. The name I prefer is Bob. Melissa however chooses to call me Robert and her slight Spanish lilt [it sounds more like Row-bert] is so sensual I wouldn't have her call me anything else. Also many of my relatives call me Bobby even though I'm 60 something. I still love them even the ones that voted for W. Thanks...
This story, I hope, stands alone. But it will make more sense - and be a more horny read - if you are familiar with Ch 1. After no more than 10-15 mins we came to. I gloried in the fact I was lying, bollock naked, in a post-coital (or almost post-coital, as we hadn't actually fucked) glow, next to the woman of so many of my masturbatory fantasies. "Time t...